My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1852

Jefferson wished he could shut her up and make her accompany him. But when he saw her naive look, he simply couldn't bear to do it. He sighed, "I wonder what sins I have committed in my past life."

"Sins?" Adrienne could not disagree more with Jefferson's sigh. "If a sinner can be born into such a family, then I need to commit more sins."

"You little idiot!" Jefferson stared at her and poked her on the forehead. "If you don't want to walk, let's just go home. There are still plenty of things to do waiting for us tomorrow."

"Yes, I'm going back to work tomorrow. You should stay at home and stop running about. It's worrisome." Adrienne sighed heavily when she thought of Jefferson's busy lifestyle.

However, Jefferson disagreed. He immediately retorted, "Me? Running about? Little Specky, can you tell me with your good conscience, which of us is more worrying than the other?"

"Fine, I make you worry every day. Can you please get in the car and fasten your seat

belt? I'm going to take us home." What could she do? He was such a petty man. Couldn't he give in just for once?

They bickered continuously while on the way home, hence time flew by quickly. Soon, they arrived home.

After returning home, Adrienne hurriedly said, "Jefferson, go and wash up. I'll help you change your wound dressing."

Jefferson smiled coyly and said, "My hand hurts, please wash my body for me."

Adrienne gave him a look. "Don't even think about it. Do it yourself, or I won't redress your wounds."

"You're so cruel." Jefferson reluctantly went to the bathroom alone. It didn't take long for him to come out. As expected, he came out stark naked.

Though Adrienne was already used to his perverted manner, she still couldn't help but blush upon seeing him naked. She didn't know if she was red from embarrassment or from anger. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Meanwhile, Jefferson did not feel self-conscious at all. He sat down on the bed and waved to her, saying, "Come here and change the bandage for me."

Adrienne did not dare to look at him. She turned her back to him and said, "Put on your clothes." "You'll have to take it off, anyway. Don't you think that would be too troublesome? I do," Jefferson spoke brazenly.

"You're not going to get dressed, are you?" Adrienne threw the medicine to him. "Do it yourself then."

"Little Specky, you've become bolder and bolder lately. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to do anything to you?" He threatened her fiercely. If she didn't come over to his side, he was ready to pick her up and give her a good beating.

Adrienne ignored him and turned to leave.

As soon as she became tough, Jefferson could only give in. "Okay, okay. I'll get dressed."

He picked up his bathrobe and loosely put it on. "Is this okay?"

Adrienne glanced back at him and quickly turned away. "Put on your underwear."

"It's not like you haven't seen it before. Don't play dumb." Although he was dissatisfied with her behavior, he still listened to her and put his underwear on. Then he said, "Anything else you're not satisfied with?"

Adrienne finally came over. She took the medicine and helped him rewrap his bandages. But as she was doing it, she could feel something was wrong. She immediately stood up and retreated, grumbling, "Pervert, change it yourself."

"You can't blame me for my physiological reaction, can you?" Jefferson felt wronged, but that little idiot had already run out. He complained in a low voice, "It's all your fault for being so attractive."

What's worse was that Adrienne did not return to the master bedroom to sleep. Instead, she went to hide in the guest room and even locked the door.

As the door was sturdy, Jefferson couldn't kick it open no matter how he tried. He furiously decided that he would demolish the guest room the next day. "Let's see how she will avoid me then!"

Without Jefferson's pestering, Adrienne had a really good sleep. Jefferson, on the other hand, got no sleep at all.

The next morning, Adrienne ran into him as soon as she exited the room. At the sight of the heavy dark circles under his eyes, she couldn't help but laugh. "What were you up to last night?"

"Little Specky, I dare you to laugh again." Jefferson glared at her fiercely.

Adrienne tried to hold back her laughter and deliberately avoided him. "I'll go and get breakfast ready for you. I am going to work after breakfast. As for you, have a good rest at home."

"Are you trying to poison me again?" asked Jefferson unhappily.

Adrienne shrugged helplessly and replied, "Okay, I won't cook. I'll get you a takeout."

Jefferson was speechless.

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

No new cases had happened in the past two days, but everyone was still busy looking for clues about the dismembered corpses case.

As soon as Adrienne arrived at the detachment, she started work. Her colleague from the same department, Linette, came over mysteriously and said, "Adrienne, you haven't come to work for two days. I'm assuming you don't know what happened here?"

"What happened?" Adrienne asked while continuing to do her work.

"I heard that Sergeant Scott stepped down from his position."

"Stepped down? What do you mean?"

Linette looked over to the door to make sure that no one was around before continuing. "The captain position of the Paramount Criminal Police Team will be taken over by someone else. Sergeant Scott is going to be an assistant to the new captain."

"Oh..." Adrienne took a long time to digest this news. "How... how is this possible? Sergeant Scott is doing such a good job, why would he suddenly be replaced? What is going on?"

"I heard that it was Sergeant Scott himself who applied for the change. He requested the superiors to assign someone more capable, while he would remain as an assistant."

Adrienne exclaimed, "But why?"

Linette moved in closer to Adrienne and whispered, "I guess you haven't heard since you haven't been to work. The other day during a meeting, someone from the identification department talked back to Sergeant Scott in front of everyone. She called him useless... In a fit of rage, Sergeant Scott went to request the superiors to let him step down so that someone more capable could take on the job."

"Hmm..." Adrienne didn't feel like Quill was that impulsive. He would not have asked to be demoted just because he had a conflict with one of his colleagues. However, why had he done so then?

She couldn't figure it out. She looked at Linette, who then added, "Maybe he wants to show everyone that the newly- recruited captain will not be as good as him. He wants to prove that he is more suited to be captain."

Adrienne shook her head and commented, "No, I don't think so."

Linette didn't understand. "Why not?"

"I just don't think that's his reason." Quill was an experienced criminal police officer. He had done a good job in the field, and he loved this job.

If he willingly gave up his position, it was more likely that the case on hand was too tough for him to solve. He couldn't solve it, and he didn't want to delay it either, so he had no choice but to let the superiors allocate someone better than him over. Nonetheless, who in Chatterton Town could be better at this job than Quill?